Elder Chen stared at Zhao Er coldly for a long time before growling through gritted teeth, "You've screwed us over!"
Zhao Er wore a somber face, "I didn't think it would turn out this way."
A person beside Elder Chen asked, "What do we do now?"
"What else can we do? First, we pull our men back and hope that kid doesn't perceive the danger. Leave some people here to keep watch; as for the rest of us, we retreat first!" Elder Chen said before flicking his sleeve, turning around, and leaving.
The people who were with Elder Chen also quickly dispersed.
Only Zhao Er was left standing there, still appearing shell-shocked, mumbling to himself, "What went wrong? He's just a teenager; could it be that the person who came... isn't Chu Mo in disguise?"
A moment later, a gust of cold wind swept past. Zhao Er's plump body shivered a bit, and then he hastily scurried away.
Chu Mo had been hiding in the large willow tree the whole time, observing Zhao Er and Elder Chen's movements from afar.
